The hardest part is waiting. Waiting for the person you care about to wake up or get home so you can talk. Looking at the clock every 20 seconds doesn’t help a damn bit. Playing a game doesn’t help either. Worry overtakes you. You be come paranoid. You begin to doubt, paranoia reigns free.
And then, all of a sudden you remember why you talk to that person so much. And for awhile it helps, but soon your mind begins to wander again.
Enough pouring for now, back to watching my clock.
